From The Writer's Room
INT. ACROSS THE PAGE WRITER'S ROOM - SPACE
We open on a shot of space with Earth silently spinning in the background. We ZOOM IN to a tiny speck floating above the planet. It's a spaceship, our hero's secret lair. Speeding up now, we ZOOM INTO one of the windows to find a group of MASKED SUPERHEROES sitting inside a futuristic writer's room, surrounded by shelves and shelves of books, scripts, movies, and the occasional eclectic decor: gold inkwell, blue quill, golden cubes, an antique paperweight in the shape of the symbol "&." The eldest woman, known as PROFESSOR CROSSOVER, is dressed in a chic, white pantsuit, and is wearing a gold, laser cut mask with curves on the edges that swirl up towards her short-cropped, salt and pepper curls, like a winged crown. She moves forward, presses a button, and the room immediate shifts into a high-tech-lights-blinking-super-spy secret lab. On the large screen before them, a shadowy figure suddenly appears, smirking, and the heroes are on alert. INDUSTRY EXEC is smartly dressed in a pinstripe suit and tie.
Why a subscription box for screenwriters, playwrights, and cross-genre writers, you asked? Well, the answer's simple. Because there were none, and that struck us as a bit odd. So that's when we knew... that you had to be involved!
Oh, you think you're so clever. I've seen you with your little friends, trading scripts, films, books and discussing them over coffee, although some of you have tea... but never once have you invited me, mind you! Though that's neither here nor there. Because you're wrong this time! It's not my fault your colleagues never have the time or energy to put together all the parts of the story process. Although I do keep them pretty busy, don't I?
(laughs a little wickedly)
All the walls I built around each industry have made sure that most people stay in their own, single-media lane!
(points to different heroes)
You! So you made it as a novelist and now you want to write for film? Or you! Got your play produced and now you want to sell it as a book? Ha! Good luck with that! IF you had an agent - and a big emphasis on IF - well, now you need a manager, and not all managers are willing to work with cross-platformers like the lot of you! And that keeps everyone dependent on me! Just the way I like it.
Not anymore Exec. It's going to be a syzygy of words from now on!
A syzygy. S-y-z-y-g-y... oh, look it up!
(fixes her jacket like James Bond after a fight)
Everyone will finally be able to experience the full evolution of a story, from page to stage to screen! And that should give them a good spark of inspiration to cross-platform the hell out of their own work! Because each new version or layer of a story can either complement or compete with its original and discovering which stories nailed it or killed it is all part of the fun. And you can't stop us now!
Cue the Across The Page Club logo which now shines brightly on the back wall of the villain's office.
Noooo! You can't do this to me! I'll never let you dissect the science behind the art!
It's too late! It's already done! And the first box ships out in January 2019! You can't foil our plans now, Industry Exec!!!
January 2019, really? Any chance I might, you know... be able to sign up for a couple of months? Not for me, obviously... I'm asking for a friend.
The heroes in the group look around at each other and smile slyly.
Of course! Tell your "friend" that they can sign up for as many months as they like, and they can cancel anytime if they're unhappy. As a matter of fact...
PROF. CROSSOVER picks up her futuristic, transparent tablet, and with a few strokes of the fingers INDUSTRY EXEC's name is quickly added to the list on the screen, like an overlay over the picture.
Thanks! But is there any chance I can get the 12-Month subscription for the price of six?
I don't know. Is there any chance you'll finally buy my "Shakespeare in Park" Pilot?
Point well taken. I'll see you at the usual place, in the usual manner, for the usual backstory then?
As usual. Unless, of course...
You might want to join us for coffee...?
(smiles sheepishly, obviously excited)
Thought you'd never ask!
Screen goes dark and the other heroes in the group now cheer and pat PROF. CROSSOVER on the back. They all get up, pick up various books and exit. In a beat, the camera now focuses on the large windows in the background, where a few pods have now separated from the ship before taking off towards Earth. Suddenly, INDUSTRY EXEC comes back up on the screen.
Wait! I forgot to ask! Where are we going for coffee? Miami? London? Prague?
(a beat, then angrily)
Curse you, Perry the Platypus! I mean... Professor Crossoveeeeeeer!!!
Music rises. CUT TO BLACK.